The old lady harvests eggs each day While her hens at seed peck away. In hand right now, only four (?!) With hopes tomorrow they’ll lay more, While the goats watch on, munching hay. I’m not sure I’ve ever written a limerick before, despite my decades of reading and writing poetry. However, when I stumbled…
Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time? I have a confession to make… I have a lot of hobbies. Like, a lot a lot of hobbies. And I don’t believe I’ve ever outgrown or lost interest in any of them. Except for maybe the habit of social media,…
Hello & Welcome! I am so glad you could join me for a cuppa today! I’m excited to catch up, hear (read) how you’ve been and invite you into my new space! It’s a little blustery out today with a cold front moving in, but the sun is warm, the porch will shield us from…
I’m set to write a piece for an upcoming anthology and have found myself at a crossroads of inspiration. The piece is about an ancestor and the clues about her life that were left in mundane places. Places like Census Records and City Directories, yearbooks and newspaper clippings. Old news written and documented over 100…
We spent a bit of time this afternoon down by the river at the end of our shotgun property. It is my wife’s 46th Birthday and the tradition in our house is that the Birthday Girl gets whatever she wants for the day and gets out of all chores and responsibilities. It was a such…
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how the technologies that have made our lives easier have also tangled us within their webs… How we’ve been their willing (and often happy) participants… How photos, captions, comments and DMs have, in many cases, replaced face to face interaction, creating virtual communities built around shared interests and…
